The lover's soulful now,
At least a bowlful now
Of tears are poured.
The villain makes a hit,
The reader throws a fit,
The author grins a bit
And draws his sword!
Strikes down Fate's lances,
Avoids mischances,
And deftly cans his
The lover's soulful now,
At least a bowlful now
Of tears are poured.
The villain makes a hit,
The reader throws a fit,
The author grins a bit
And draws his sword!
Strikes down Fate's lances,
Avoids mischances,
And deftly cans his